My Dreams Unimagined
Remembering where you started is key!
I never in my life imaged that I would become a fashion designer. I loved watching Project Runway and looking at fashion magazines like Elle, Vogue, Allure and any magazine that I could sneak a look at while in the grocery store with my mother. I went to an all-girls high school named Western (only the best), in Baltimore, MD. All of the girls wore heels and make-up. It was a new world for me. I tried wearing heels to school. I failed that within the first two classes. But these girls were fierce. It was a fashion show every day. At lunch I got beauty and make-up tips from my friend Zavia and hair tips from Jade. But I always had my own style: conservative but cute. All of my friends were into fashion and beauty. I liked it but I wasn’t in love. Not until I got tired of shopping for clothes and not having enough body for the clothes I liked.
It wasn’t until my 22nd birthday that I decided to make my own dress. I spent about a week trying to make the pattern perfect and a less than 3 hours hand stitching beads. I had no real clue what I was doing, but I knew what I saw on project Runway and I went for it. I was trying to be a perfectionist on my first dress and from the outside it almost looks like it. Shoot, I was so proud of myself and bragging. I couldn’t believe what I created. I was determined to make it work. I did, last minute and all.
Now I’m filling custom orders and working on my own personal line. This journey is not easy at all, but it is a wonderful process in which to learn and grow. My confidence is 10x better, my grind is getting harder, and my style is forever changing. I’m blessed to be filled with such talent and to do all this while maintaining the practical life that my parents instilled in me. My goals are written and dated, and I’m damn proud of the artist that I have become. WINTER IS MINE!!